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Sunday, April 17, 2011

Plan Derailment

I can go with the flow but on the other hand I am a scheduler and planner. Big kid is on spring break so the plan is to head to Nana and PopPop’s so hubby can stay home and get some big “honey do’s” done without us (namely the toddler) in the way. Plus we get to relax up in the mountains. I also planned to go to my trainer’s Super Sunday class. I had a sitter lined up and some post class errand plans.

SORRY not gonna happen

Last night and all night my little one (toddler, baby whatever he is my baby but he is over 2) puked. He didn’t stop until 4am. He got sick again this at 8 am too. I canceled the sitter at 11:30 pm last night when we were already on round 6 of puking. He is so so right now, clingy. Not sure what this is and not sure if it’s going to spread throughout the family. I have a boatload of laundry to do since baby has no aim.

I really wanted to go to the Super Sunday class. It is only once a month and apparently fun, I’ve never been. I need to push right now. I am not on track and my weight is up. I was also looking forward to some kid free errands.

I called the parents and cancelled the trip. I can’t risk my parents getting sick.

I feel like the walking dead right now. Dangerous state to be in with my weight. Time to snuggle up to some Elmo (whoo hoo).

4 comments:

poor baby is passed out right now on the couch. He still hasn't made it more that 3 hours without getting sick and now he has a fever. I have been trying to call the advice nurse. HATE when the wee ones are sick.

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What does FIT mean to me. It encompasses my life. Its about balance. Its about exercise being a regular part of my day, like getting dressed. It's a state of mind where food has no control. Urges, binges and out of control eating never happen. A place where life is at an even pace even during chaos.

This is my sounding board for my journey to find the fit girl within. I know she's in there somewhere. I am 40, married with 2 beautiful, crazy, insane, fun boys - a 9 year old and a 4 year old. I stay at home to run my house and raise my boys and volunteer all over time. My highest weight (not pregnant) is 232 (in 2007). It might have been higher at some point but that's is the highest recorded I know of.

I have been writing here for sometime. I have had a roller coaster of a journey and as many failures as successes. I reached my lowest of 185 in about April 2011. It's now 2013 and in the summer I've topped out at about 225. I am working an me and bringing the fit girl back in my daily life.